Chapter 139: Another way of saying it.

The next day, it rained lightly in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, so there were more women holding oil-paper umbrellas in the streets and alleys, Hua Qingyi was pulled by Murong Fang to play on the street very early, they came to the second floor of a restaurant, and chose a place near the window to sit.

Hua Qingyi looked at the woman holding an oil-paper umbrella on the street, and suddenly thought, how Ai Xiang'er wore a white dress and held an oil-paper umbrella, what kind of scene would it be!

Seeing Hua Qingyi looking at the street so obsessively, Murong Fang asked with some curiosity, "What are you thinking?"

Hua Qingyi hurriedly turned around and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that this autumn rain makes people think of a faint sadness." ”

After hearing what Hua Qingyi said, Murong Fang also said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to have the characteristics of a poet, so easy to be sad!"

Hua Qingyi smiled and asked, "What are you pulling me here for when it's raining?"

Murong Fang held his chin, squinted his eyes and said, "I'll bring you to meet someone!"

Hua Qingyi looked at Murong Fang's expression, and suddenly wondered, why do girls like to hold their chins so much?

"Whoever brought me here!" Hua Qingyi asked with a smile.

"You'll find out later. ”

When the meeting comes, of course Hua Qingyi knows, because that person is Jiangnan Keyan Guhong. Yan Guhong came upstairs, walked straight to Murong Fang's table, found a chair and sat down without saying hello, and then said to Hua Qingyi: "Brother Hua's wisdom and martial arts are admired, Yan asked Fang'er to invite you here this time, just to apologize to Brother Hua for accidentally hurting Brother Hua last time, and I hope that Brother Hua will forgive Yan for his unintentional mistake!"

Hua Qingyi looked at Yan Guhong's somewhat unbeaten expression, and secretly scolded in her heart: "Grandma, did you beat me unintentionally, I think you have to use me to apologize in such a low voice." ”

Hua Qingyi looked at Yan Guhong, and suddenly laughed, and after laughing, he shouted loudly: "Xiao Er, come to the pot of good wine!"

At first, Murong Fang saw Hua Qingyi laughing so freely, thinking that he had not let go of the resentment in his heart, but when he heard Hua Qingyi say that he should let Xiao Er serve wine, he had a bottom in his heart.

After the shopkeeper brought the wine, Hua Qingyi poured a bowl of wine, then watched Yan Guhong drink it all, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan is polite, Brother Yan is willing to come to meet and drink with the little brother, just look at the little brother, how can he apologize and forgive." ”

Yan Guhong saw that Hua Qingyi was so bold, although he was a little puzzled, but he still shouted: "Since Brother Hua said so, I am deeply honored by Yan, come, Yan Mou toast Brother Hua for a cup." Yan Guhong poured a glass of wine as he spoke, and he drank it all.

Murong Fang looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "That's okay, let's go back quickly, Daddy is still waiting for us at home!"

After listening to Murong Fang's words, Hua Qingyi knew that Murong Wanqiu really had something to ask him, Hua Qingyi thought about it, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart, it seemed that his sacrifice was still rewarded.

In the living room of Murong Mansion, it seemed a little quiet because of the wind and rain outside, the curtains were pulled down, and a few sparrows hiding from the rain jumped around on the window edge, and a gust of wind blew and made the window lattice crackle.

"Daddy, we're back!"

Murong Fang shouted as soon as he walked into the door of the living room, and then Murong Yanqiu stood up urgently, when he saw Murong Fang's expression, he knew that everything was in order, so he smiled and said to Hua Qingyi: "Hua Shaoxia, sit down quickly, Gu Hong, you can sit too!"

After Hua Qingyi sat down, he looked at Murong Yanqiu and said with a smile: "I don't know what senior Murong has to discuss, so he asked me to clear up the misunderstanding with Brother Yan first." ”

Murong Wanqiu sighed when he saw Hua Qingyi ask first, and then said: "Hua Shaoxia doesn't know, our Murong Mansion is almost exhausted by this incident, and we really can't do it, so I want to ask Hua Shaoxia to help!"

Hua Qingyi hurriedly said: "Senior Murong rest assured, as long as the junior can do it, the junior will do his best, I don't know what can make the Murong Mansion in Eight Hundred Miles Town rush like this?"

Murong Yanqiu sighed again, then stood up and walked to the door, closed the door, walked back to his seat and said, "Hua Shaoxia, do you know where this eight-hundred-mile town comes from?"

This Hua Qingyi had naturally heard of it, so he said: "When I first came to Guizhen, I heard people talk about it, it seems that it was because a family in Guizhen helped the emperor to pass on the holy message, and then this town was called Eight Hundred Miles Town!"

Murong Wanqiu nodded, and then said, "What Hua Shaoxia said is not wrong at all, but does Hua Shaoxia know who that family is?"

Hua Qingyi was puzzled: "This ...... I really don't know. ”

"This family is our Murong Mansion!" Murong Fang hurriedly continued when he saw Hua Qingyi finish speaking.

Hua Qingyi was surprised and didn't know what to say, but after calming down a little, he said: "I didn't expect your mansion to be so originated, my Hua Qingyi really looked away, but since your mansion is the starting family of this eight-hundred-mile town, I don't know what Murong seniors are worried about?"

Murong Yanqiu sighed again, and then continued: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the guard who sent the oracle stopped near my house after Ma Lei's death, and then someone said that the guard changed the oracle, and then the oracle he went to pass on was fake, and the real oracle was not a holy oracle, but a martial arts secret book of various sects and sects sent by the emperor to collect. ”

Hua Qingyi frowned, and didn't say a word, he just wondered that even if this was true, it was a long time ago, could it be that those people now are still spying on those martial arts cheats!

Murong Yanqiu saw that Hua Qingyi was silent, so he continued: "This matter was somehow known by the people of the rivers and lakes, our Murong Mansion has been attacked several times, some are openly robbed, and some are secretly stealing, it is really miserable!"

Hua Qingyi asked suspiciously: "But I've lived in your mansion for so long, and I haven't seen anyone come to make trouble, the seniors won't think that the thieves and the three lanes of Yanshui who threaten Miss Murong are also for the so-called martial arts secrets of the seniors!"

Murong Yanqiu shook his head, and then said, "They are not for any so-called holy oracle, you haven't found out in the past few days, just because which holy oracle has been stolen!"

"Someone stole it?" Hua Qingyi asked in surprise.

"Yes, and the one who stole that piece of holy oracle was Yi Yunchou from Wangjing Tower on the shore of Mandarin Duck Lake!" Murong Wanqiu said helplessly.

Hua Qingyi suddenly felt a kind of surprise, how could there be two versions, Hua Qingyi didn't know who to believe.